Elizabeth Taylor Is Not Beautiful, She Is

When I Lose My Temper, Honey, You Can't Find It Any Place.

And The News Got Worse. It Appeared That There Was This Whole Other Person Jesus Christ Whose Birthday A Lot Of People Tended To Confuse With Mine. I Was Personally Outraged. It Was A Long Time Before I Forgave The Lord For That.

Sing Me Not A Song; Let Me Hear Your Recital Of Veneration And Respect; This I Will Listen To Over And Over When I Share Your Need Of Pleasing.

When I'm Old And Gray, I Want To Have A House By The Sea. And Paint. With A Lot Of Wonderful Chums, Good Music, And Booze Around. And A Damn Good Kitchen To Cook In.

Elizabeth Taylor Is Not Beautiful, She Is Pretty—i Was Beautiful.